The Academy’s Weapon Replicator

"...Something interesting?"

"Yeah. I was bored with the party."

With that, the man simply held out his hand.

Elysia hesitated for a moment. It was a little different from what she had imagined. If his goal was to spend the night, there would be no need to take her to such a passage. The room Elysia was in right now was a bedroom.

But on the other hand, if that wasn't his goal, was it a good thing? Maybe the noble had a secret collection that he didn't show to others. He might want to show it off to a commoner.

'...Maybe that's better.'

In the end, Elysia took the man's hand. She was tired of her poor life, she missed the days when she was royalty, and she felt like whatever happened, happened.

Whoosh!

"Kyaa?!"